Blue Book for Zhiruo [Rebirth vs. Transmigration]

Ding Minjun, who was on the run, panicked like a frightened bird, and was keenly aware of a malicious gaze. When he looked up, he found a person standing on a small hill not far away.

Was he actually the Tartar Princess of the Battle of Chancheng? !Ding Minjun was frightened suddenly, turned around and ran away.

Ding Minjun was already at the end of his battle, the pain of cold and poison exhausted all the strength in her whole body, but the instinct of survival and the hatred of revenge filled her whole body instead of strength, forcing her to run desperately.

However, the footsteps following behind her were getting closer and closer, like the devil's claws, tightly clutching her shadow, just a little bit, just a little bit closer to harvesting her own life.

Help, help!Who can save her!

God is so unfair!unfair!

"You still have the strength to run." Zhao Min looked down playfully at Ding Minjun, who was escaping so fast below. His words seemed to be questioning the power of Lu Zhangke's mysterious divine palm, and also seemed to be praising Ding Minjun's tenacious character. Little life.

However, when Zhao Min's subordinates were about to catch up with Ding Minjun, something strange happened. A masked man in a gray-green cloth suddenly rushed out from the nearby bushes, staggered and lost his strength. Ding Minjun, who was about to fall, swung his shoulders and ran down the mountain quickly.

"Stop him!"

Zhao Min didn't expect that the little mouse that was about to be picked up would be caught by the eagle. Annoyed, she also chased after it.Self-proclaimed lightness skills, but Zhao Min couldn't match the speed of the masked man, and could only watch the man gallop down the mountain with Ding Minjun on his back, and then even snatched her bay red horse that was tied down the mountain, and just rode away in the dust. go.

"Damn it!" Zhao Min was so annoyed that he had been teased like this before, and cut off the unlucky and sad green tree at the side of the road with his sword, but he couldn't express the anger in his heart.

Ding Minjun was rescued, she was so excited that she could speak incoherently, her face was covered with terrified tears, she thanked the masked man with trembling lips.

"You don't have to thank me, but thank our Lord if you want to."

The masked man's laughing voice sounded very familiar, just when Ding Minjun looked up in confusion, a sudden cold pain in her chest swept over her whole body, and then there was no more sound.

"My lord said that I will give you a good death no matter what. If you go to the lord of the Tartar princess, you will die an ugly death." Besides, how could the lord give Ding Minjun a chance to betray Emei girl.

Pulling out the sword on Ding Minjun's chest, Wu Tian pulled off the rag covering his face to wipe off the blood on the sword, dropped the rag and turned away.

When Wu Tian passed by the bay red horse, he stopped for a while, looked at the wiped sword in his hand, curled his lips, and slapped the bay red horse's head with his palm, with a loud bang, Zhao Min Ding Minjun's precious BMW was buried with him.

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Zhou Zhiruo was still dumbfounded and shocked by Song Yuanqiao's going up to the mountain to propose a marriage, that silly appearance made Song Yuanqiao smile and couldn't help frowning:

"Xiaoxiao, why don't you want to marry us Qingshu? Don't you like Qingshu?" It was as if Zhou Zhiruo would not force her to wrong her own happiness as long as she shook her head to show her displeasure.

"If you don't like Qingshu, how about Yunfeng? And Luoxi has always been thinking about you." Song Yuanqiao thoughtfully listed good candidates. No matter how you look at it, it seems that Zhou Zhiruo is not allowed to marry back to Wudang, but Li Yunfeng and Guan Luoxi's overall quality is still a little worse than Song Qingshu's... The father's attitude of overtly belittling and secretly praising his son is really bad.

"I, I won't tell you any more." Zhou Zhiruo couldn't stand the atmosphere, she pretended to be coquettish and shy, and as soon as she stomped her feet, she covered her face and rushed out, leaving the whole room behind.

Then Song Qingshu bowed to Miejue Shitai and Song Yuanqiao to leave, and chased after him, making the two elders look at each other and smile, and shook their heads helplessly.

After Zhou Zhiruo rushed out of the house, she immediately used lightness kung fu to escape quickly, fearing that some senior sister would catch her and make fun of her.She said why all the senior sisters looked at her wrongly when she came back. Everyone in the Emei Sect knew that she was proposed by Song Yuanqiao, but she was the only one who didn't know!

This is so deceitful wow!It was a joke that the bad seniors watched for so long for no reason.

And how old is she? Isn't it too early to propose marriage?

The more Zhou Zhiruo thought about it, the more something was wrong, and she felt that Song Qingshu was behind it.Thinking of what happened in the mountain temple, Zhou Zhiruo deeply suspected that Song Qingshu had really sent a letter to Song Yuanqiao Feige, and the letter told Song Yuanqiao that she had been seen by Song Qingshu and begged her father to go to Emei to propose marriage.

"Zhiruo." The waist was pulled from behind, and then Zhou Zhiruo's whole body was embedded in a warm chest.

"You don't want to marry me?" Song Qingshu lowered his head and asked in Zhou Zhiruo's ear.

"No..." Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help shaking, goosebumps rising and falling like electricity.This Song Qingshu is really abominable, knowing that her ears are sensitive, she still speaks close to her on purpose.

"I'm very happy."

The joy emanating from Song Qingshu's heart is so obvious, even though Zhou Zhiruo has always been submissive, Song Qingshu's simple words "I'm very happy" at this moment made Zhou Zhiruo easily feel the pure happiness in his heart.

Zhou Zhiruo stayed quietly in his arms, and couldn't help feeling that maybe she would be happy if she married him.It is no longer a passive acceptance, it is the first time to take the initiative to imagine the future of two people.

However, Zhou Zhiruo was startled by a bloody picture suddenly in his mind.The consequence of divergent thinking is that Zhou Zhiruo remembered for no reason the situation when Song Yuanqiao recommended Li Yunfeng and Guan Luoxi to her just now, and then she was shocked by Song Qingshu's jealous character... There must be no murder on Wudang Mountain, right?Don't fight each other!

"..." The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, but Zhou Zhiruo was still embarrassed by herself.

"Brother Qingshu, dad was joking just now, don't blame Senior Brother Yunfeng and Senior Brother Luoxi." Zhou Zhiruo was really worried, so she couldn't help but speak to comfort Song Qingshu, lest his perversion would show up again.Too hasty, so that slip of the tongue did not know it.

"Father?" Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, his joyful mood became more and more obvious, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also widened.

"I said Uncle Song..." Zhou Zhiruo finally realized what a slip of the tongue she was, and felt a rush of embarrassment rushing straight to her forehead, making her face almost red.

"It's a good change." Song Qingshu didn't even bother to correct Zhou Zhiruo that he shouldn't call Li Yunfeng and the others senior brother.

Turning Zhou Zhiruo around with a smile, Song Qingshu lowered his head and gently pecked her flushed cheeks, then those thick black and deep eyes were fixed on Zhou Zhiruo's eyes.

The warm wind was blowing, and the sun was so dazzling that Zhou Zhiruo couldn't see the handsome face against the light clearly, so she couldn't help but gradually narrowed her eyelids.As the eyelids closed, the expected tacit kiss was also printed on the lips.

Since Zhou Zhiruo is already Song Qingshu's fiancée, Song Yuanqiao's succession as the head of the Wudang School is such a grand event, she should go to Wudang Mountain with Miejue Shitai.

After Ding Minjun's incident, Song Yuanqiao didn't stay longer in Mount Emei, and left first because of other important matters, but Song Qingshu temporarily visited the Emei School because the date was approaching, and went together when Miejue Shitai and Zhou Zhiruo set off for Wudang.

The distance between Wudang and Emei is close or far. There are towns and barren mountains on the way, but martial arts practitioners always like to hone themselves, and this trip is actually on foot.

However, because the three of them walked lightly, their speed was no slower than others driving a carriage.

Zhou Zhiruo is also a person who has endured hardships, and she loses her coquettishness when she is with Master Miejue, and she is used to eating and sleeping in the open.

It's just that when I woke up one morning, I always felt a little uncomfortable. As the walking distance lengthened, the inexplicable pain accumulated in my lower abdomen became more and more serious, which made Zhou Zhiruo break out in a cold sweat.

How to do……

Zhou Zhiruo was not some young girl who knew nothing about the world, when she guessed some possible situation, she panicked.

Right now, Zhou Zhiruo was too embarrassed to tell her master about the front and back of the village, and Song Qingshu was a man...Under the restless mood, Zhou Zhiruo only felt that the cold pain in her lower abdomen was getting worse.

She almost groaned in pain.

"Zhiruo, what's the matter? His face is so ugly." Song Qingshu was the first to notice Zhou Zhiruo's abnormal state, and frowned to see her pale and blue face.

"I, I'm fine," Zhou Zhiruo was really ashamed to explain the situation to Song Qingshu, but was worried that Song Qingshu would see something...

"Does this seem to be all right?" As soon as he grasped Zhou Zhiruo's cold hand, Song Qingshu immediately noticed that her palm was already covered in cold sweat from the pain.

"Zhiruo," Miejue Shitai also noticed that something was wrong with Zhou Zhiruo, and the three of them immediately stopped.

"I... I'm really fine..." Zhou Zhiruo was in so much pain that she was about to cry, she couldn't help but clutched her stomach and slowly bent down to the ground.

Seeing that she couldn't ask, Song Qingshu directly grasped the meridians on her wrist.

Miejue Shitai is a woman no matter what, seeing Zhou Zhiruo's strange reaction, she wakes up after a while.

"This child..." sighed distressedly, Miejue Shitai couldn't help but feel annoyed that she didn't teach Zhou Zhiruo what she should know as a woman.

When Zhiruo grew up to be thirteen or fourteen, she was indeed a big girl.

The physique of martial arts practitioners is different from that of ordinary people, and among the disciples, there are also Guishui who are seventeen or eighteen years old.It's just that Zhou Zhiruo's stature has grown too fast, and the growth of flesh can't compare with the speed of growing tall. The tall, thin and slender figure and the coquettish temperament make Miejue Shitai always think she is a child.

I'm afraid it's because she worked so hard for the affairs of Chancheng a few days ago, was injured and left for Wudang before taking a good rest, so that she delayed the first movement of her meridians, that's why she's in so much pain and embarrassment today.

"Qingshu, although Zhiruo is your unmarried wife, it's just that these things are not suitable for you to know. But at this time, you don't care about these things. You look at her carefully, and I will come when I go..." Miejue Shi weighed it too much Considering the distance between the front and back towns, I decided to go to Fengzhen, which is half a day away.

Zhou Zhiruo was so painful that she was crying, and she didn't care about anything shameless.

Huddled in Song Qingshu's arms, trembling with pain, he didn't even have time to think about what Master was going to do.

"Zhiruo." Song Qingshu already understood what was going on with Zhou Zhiruo.

Hugging her tightly, the always unpredictable Song Qingshu showed a flustered look for the first time, he had never encountered such a thing in his previous life, he didn't know how to make Zhou Zhiruo feel better.

Seeing Zhou Zhiruo biting his lip and reluctantly making a sound, Song Qingshu immediately sent a signal to Wu Tian who followed in the dark to come, and then when Zhou Zhiruo had no time to pay attention, the summoned Wu Tian disappeared quickly, and the speed was not inferior to that of Wei Ai. Miejue Shitai who is running around.

Poor Wu Tian doesn't know how to get that [beep——] to the future Mrs. XX with his man's body, and he has to worry about whether the Lord will silence because of Emei's thin skin.

In short, it is just one word, miserable.